Archive for September, 2011
I’ve already Tweeted about this once or twice, but I want us all to be very clear: if you see me flipping you off in a bar, it’s not because I’m ordering you a drink.
Ordinarily one wouldn’t expect that to need clarification. But the advertising wonks at Austin Nichols have apparently decided to promote a very odd new social meme:
For those that didn’t watch, that’s a woman flipping a man off. He grins at his friend and says “she just ordered me a Wild Turkey,” at which point the narrator growls “GIVE ‘EM THE BIRD” and we fade to black right around the point where it’s appropriate to fade to black.
I like bars, and I like bourbon, and I like obscenity, so this sort of thing would usually be right up my alley, but I just can’t get past the potential for serious miscommunication. This was an advertisement that needed more thinking-through. I mean, consider:
Say, maybe that’s the actual subtext here. “Order them our bourbon. It’s like saying ‘fuck you’ anyway!” Give ‘em the bird.
Maybe I just don’t watch enough TV. I don’t actually own one, so I only see whatever paid-for ads pop up when I occasionally watch something online. Are the other commercials these days encouraging really poor communication skills too? Or are these things popular enough that I should, in fact, smile and nod affectionately next time someone flips me off in a bar?
I got a whisper out of the past today: down in the helpful little part of the blog that tells me where people are clicking through from (so yes, if you got referred here from a porn site I do know about it) there was a link from Cassandra Jade’s old blog.
Cassandra has a special place in my heart because she was the first person to ever comment on MA101, way back on my brand-new (and repellingly grudging) first post. I wrote a guest post about blogging like a kindergartner for her blog about a year ago, and apparently it was more offensive than I thought, because she vanished without a word less than a month later.
I’m always a little startled when this happens. I don’t flatter myself that there’d be weeping in the streets if MA101 went away without warning, but I like to think that someone would at least notice and wonder what was up. In fact, let’s be really clear here — if I suddenly stop posting and there’s no “Goodbye World” sort of last post, just an odd silence and a post from weeks and weeks ago about any old thing, please call the police. I am either being held against my will or have had a stroke and am being slowly eaten by my cats.
So what do you do when a blog you like vanishes? Most of them have the little “contact the author” buttons on the side. Is an e-mail too intrusive? At least they’d know you liked their (now defunct) blog. Or go the politely ineffectual route, leaving a comment on a post months after it’s started gathering dust? A sad little voice in the wind.
I haven’t done any of those things for Cassandra’s blog. But I do miss it from time to time. So whoever came here yesterday from www.cassandrajade.wordpress.com, thanks for that little trip down memory lane, all the way back to the misty recesses of September 2010.
…damn, I really did write that “Blogging Like a Kindergartner” post almost exactly a year ago. That’s a little creepy, actually.